| For once, love has stopped to bleed
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| A heart attack is what I need
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| To wake me up, a cappuccino death
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| Smell the meds through my morning breath
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| I take control, I change the scene
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| I throw away the key and just leave
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| A new look on life, the old was getting sad
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| Shifted perspective from the one I had
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| Highs and lows going to extremes
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| In quest of lust my soul has cracked its seams
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| Trying to feel, anything will do
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| Nostalgia is a powerful tool
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| I take control, I change the scene
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| I throw away the key and just leave
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| A new look on life, the old was getting sad
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| Shifted perspective from the one I had
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| I take control, I change the scene
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| I throw away the key and just leave
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| A new look on life, the old was getting sad
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| Shifted perspective from the one I had |